Han Yu's poem "Late Spring" describes the scene of "Huayang" and "heavy snow" in his own words.

I never thought that in this south-facing world, I was lucky enough to see the snow in mid-spring in the north. But this is really a corner of the south, and the snow is different from the north. It's not cold or biting at all, and it has a faint fragrance. I held out my hand, and in a trance, this snowflake turned into a Qionghua, which was not allowed by Yang-ti. Oh, it's Qionghua. The southern sky is full of snow.